Turn to Mic

[Verse 1: The Hakan]
Without education I am living my life in a hustle
Didn’t started from the bottom boy I’m cutting
My family already plotted my way out of struggle
Had dreams which took my destiny into rapping
Because my nation didn’t have nobody for talking
Seen things which nobody would like to be in
Or even get close to its rim
Meanwhile I was both in and out of this shit
Oh, did I mention that Imma Muslim?
Man I’m praying like a foxy devil
‘Cause I gotta make my way to heaven
Shit I’m looking at myself what I’m having?
A glass of Hennessey and on my lap a shorty
This is the religion that I’m living
By fooling and tricking myself
Like the time I fell for a girl named Ece and made a fool out of myself

[Hook: The Hakan]
Turn to Mic
Turn to Mic
Turn to Mic
Life’s gotta turn to Mic (x2)

[Verse 2: The Hakan]
Can’t see an ending to this shit
I remember the first time listening “Things Done Change” by B.I.G
Now its like I’m living the 2018 version of it
Kids with better pagers now
Girls talking with older boys now
Educated families leave their kids alone now
When you state against it, these grown ass show-offs call you now
Have five of these each a week
Give my address to all the enemies but no one shows up
Ain’t that’s sweet
I got threat phones for some girlies
Man you twenty-two
Why you try to fuck a sixteen year older where you can be with your riches
Everyday this country is losing soldiers in east
Because of this so called guerrilla terrorism shit
But these paedophilic motherfuckers still don’t get shit
It ain’t important what brand a clothes you got
Its important if you can be the person you are
Look at me I’m alone, only English rapping style in Turkey I’m feeling over the clouds
Then people started to pull me
So I had to watch my downfall like B.I.G and DMC
But still I rise, still work for my people
Still watch my back ‘cause that’s what streets teach you
Now I need to get into this music shit all alone, die alone
It’s a mechanical movement
I know it looks easy and ordered but nah
Shit is getting harder and harder
I feel like Ice Cube when people like to hate me my music and style
But I’m just gonna smoke my Tical, ‘cause I got my method man
You understand?

[Hook: The Hakan]
Turn to mic
Turn to mic
Turn to mic
Life’s gotta turn to mic (x2)
(Yiğit take it man)
Turn to mic
Turn to mic
Turn to mic
Life’s gotta turn to mic

[Verse 3: The Hakan]
I listen to today’s rap records and half the time I am suspicious
It make me forget even the girl problems
With all the people suffering in the ghettos
These motherfuckers rap about money, drinks and hoes
So if you wanna rap about money, drinks and hoes
You better forget about the African wounds
Man if I care about them boys, then you gotta be out of your mind man
‘Cause your ancestors are those boys
We needed to use Hip-Hop as an elevator
But shit, Nas was right, I guess we lost Hip-Hop when ODB died
We had MCs who came from the ghettoes
But ended up eating presidents jalapenos
Man I told I wanted this shit to turn to mic
Fuck it, it just seems so rough